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The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

..I suddenly have the urge to reboot my overwatch rp... @-@;;

Hm, I wonder why...

The Magical Lands

Hm... just finished work; still haven't read through it yet... eh why not..? Count me in hun

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

Connor Stark, Tobias Coulson, and Salyssa Moone

Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Each other.

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Tobias’s stride as strong, energetic, but he keep his steps to Salyssa’s, looking to the gates with utter excitement. Even though he was worried for Saylssa- she was, he knew, concerned with how others would see her… but he knew she’d do wonderfully here. Salyssa was perhaps the best person he knew. He looked over to her and smiled, giving her hand a squeeze, before looking back towards the gates. He could see a few students piled there, maybe talking… or maybe just in awe of everything. Tobias knew that he was, and he was practically bouncing with every step.

What he could see of the school was impressive, especially when you considered that it had only gone up within the last year… He could see that it was massive, the grounds seeming to stretch on forever- or at least judging by how far he could see. Over the gates were the words We accept all. Three simple words, and yet, they carried a lot of weight behind them. Which just seemed to highlight the strange girl sitting on the top of the gate, drawing on some paper unaware of anything about it. But she seemed content and that was all that matter, right?

He was just about to turn to Saylssa, to suggest they see if they could talk with anyone, or if she wanted to just wonder about a bit, when someone approached. He listened as they spoke, realising that this guy might just be a little bit socially awkward. So Tobias smiled, and said cheerfully ”Hi, I’m Tobias, and it’s a pleasure to meet you! Well, we are brand spanking new to Virginia and the school!” He said, in his ever cheerful manor.

Remaining quiet while the both of them spoke to one another, Salyssa turned to face the guy that had approached them, her gaze gliding over his figure for a moment or two as she took in his appearance- he seemed decent enough… though by the way that he spoke it was clear that he was just as much, if not maybe even a little bit more nervous than she herself was…

Maybe-... Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as she thought it might be…

Lifting her free hand up, she gently brushed at her short brown locks, doing her best to tuck them back behind her ear though it was all in vain, the hair once more falling down to frame her soft features, “..my name’s Salyssa Moone; it’s really nice to meet you, Connor.”

Connor smiled, the boy- Tobias seemed excitable to say the least, but that wasn’t a bad thing, all in all. Tobias seemed honest, and quite genuine, which was something rare these days. He nodded his head to Tobias, ”Pleasure to meet you” He replied softly to him, looking over to the girl… Saylssa when she introduced herself.

She seemed to be the complete opposite of her companion, nervous and unsure. At least he wasn't the only one, although the only thing Connor was nervous about was approaching them. And what would follow, when they were finally registered in the school, but he was trying not to think of that.

He gave her a smile, hoping it was reassuring rather than nervous, ”It’s a pleasure to meet you, as well.”. He hastened to find something else to say, Connor wasn’t that good at small talk, but… ”You two seem to know each other, right?” He asked after a moment.

Tobias nodded, and said ”My dad left me with Sal and her family ‘cause he had no idea what to do with me” He seemed oblivious to how that sounded, that an outsider wouldn’t actually understand that it wasn’t like that, and didn’t seem to register Connor’s taken aback glance. ”He doesn’t have any abilities, and he thought I could learn some control if I was around others with powers” He smiled brightly, ”It was better than being left with some baby sitter while he went off to do top secret stuff, at least. Waaaay better”

“..what Tobi means is that we grew up together- his father is Phil Coulson; when Tobi first started showing signs that he had abilities, well Mr. Coulson wasn’t sure how to teach him about them. And with him being an agent and all… he didn’t really have much time…”

Lifting her hand up, she adjusted the strap of her bag over her shoulder before she let it drop back down, slipping the both of them into the front pockets of her denim shorts, “It was how the two of us met. Tobi’s father had a run in with mine after a little intergalactic incident, and he came across my mum after she was possessed by an ancient deity that attempted to destroy the world. Mr. Coulson brought him to my mum and he introduced us to each other… we’ve been best friends ever since.”

Connor listened to them both, more than a little bewildered. It seemed that there was quite a story behind this… but the more they explained it the more it seemed to be confusing. He stared a moment to try and figure things out. The only thing that seemed to make a semblance of sense was the mention of Phil Coulson… He knew of the man through his father, and strange things did seem to happen around him.

”.. Okay. Sounds reasonable, in a weird sort of way… I don’t really know anyone here, or not well.” He said, giving a shrug, ”But my parents know Coulson, so I can understand what you are saying”

Tobi didn’t really see anything strange about what they had said, but it seemed like it might be strange to those that didn’t know or couldn’t understand. Still, it seemed like Connor had tried, and he was curious about the guys parentage- if they knew his father than they had to have powers and abilities, right? “Really? That’s pretty cool, who are your parents?”

Connor gave a small smile, knowing that that would be one of the first few questions anyone asked each other. ”Tony Stark and Pepper Potts”

“..the Pepper Potts..? As in the CEO of Stark Industries..?”

Perking up slightly at the name, Salyssa stared at him, seeming to wait for his confirmation on the matter before she spoke again, her soft pink lips turning up in a gentle and rather excited smile, the very thought of perhaps having even the slightest chance of meeting the woman during her time within the academy causing her to bite down softly upon her lower lip, “..I absolutely love her work, she’s always been an idol of mine. Forgive me; I just really admire your mother. Her work ethic is simply amazing.”

Connor was bemused at the chance… normally people were more curious about his father, not his mother. He nodded, ”Well, yeah…. “ He said, ”There’s nothing to forgive, really… it’s just most people are more excited about my father, than my mother.” He said, still a little bemused. ”but yes, she is amazing. She is teaching a class here, did you know?” He said, finding her excitement rather adorable.

Connor had long since got over the admiration people had when they knew his parentage… but that was for his father, not his mother. Still, he wasn’t taken aback, merely surprised it had taken so long to meet someone who idolised her. ”And she’s always willing to give a hand to aspiring businessmen and women”

“..to be honest… I haven’t really thought too much about business… my life, and my future are just a bit more centered around medicine, and getting my doctorate…” Her once wide smile fading slightly, Salyssa’s gaze dropped slightly, turning down and away before finally, she brought her gaze back up to his, though it was clear it didn’t have the same sparkle as it had a few moments before.

Connor wasn’t to sure what he had done wrong… she had seemed so excited, that he thought he’d said the right thing, but apparently not. ”I… I’m sorry”.

Tobias was well aware of Salyssa’s dilemma, and he wanted to help, if only to make things clearer. “Lyssa thinks she has to choose between medical stuff and digging up really old stuff, cause that’s what her parents do" he said, a little eagerly.

Connor frowned slightly, trying to decipher what Tobias had said. It seemed that Tobias just spoke whatever came to mind without thinking about it, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. ”Oh. Why not both? Lots of people do two different job pathways, and you can still look at business. Business is in everything we do, after all- most people don’t think they even need a small course on it, when even that can help greatly in the world, and… I could probably go on, but my mother is better at this” He said, a rather sheepish smile forming.

The corner of her mouth lifting up in a small and rather lopsided smile, Salyssa removed a single hand from her pocket, bringing it across so that she could rub lightly at her upper arm- he was right… business, much the same as math, was something they came across in everyday life, even if they didn’t realize it… maybe it was a class that would be worthwhile taking…

“..do you really think I should sign up for it..?”

Connor nodded, ”You should, and if you find it’s not for you, you can always change next term..” He said, ”Although if you don’t, I can still introduce you to my mother if you’d like” He suggested, not wanting to pressure her into taking a class that she didn’t want to.

He shifted, realising that might sound a little forward, "Sorry if that was a little forward... It’s just, you seemed so excited... and- " He should really stop talking..

Tobias had drifted off somewhat, looking over the grounds and the students, captivated by all the different people there. He wanted to know who they were, and what they could do. Although he looked back over to Connor and Salyssa, smiling happily, every so often. He went a little wide eyed at the mention of meeting Pepper Potts, ”And could we meet your dad too? That would be so awesome!” His eyes went a little wider, and he turned to Salyssa, nearly bouncing up and down with excitement. ”Sal! I could ask all my questions about engineering real life game stuff!”

“..okay… yeah…” Seeming to stew over his encouraging words for a few moments, really taking them into consideration, Salyssa nodded her head lightly up and down in response to the compromise that was offered- besides, he was right. She could always take the class, and if she didn’t like it, there was nothing saying that she couldn’t drop it next semester.

“..yeah, I think I might do that… thank you, Connor…”

Connor smiled, ”You’re welcome. I’m going to take the class as well, although at this point I think I can recite my mother’s lectures off by heart” He said with a soft laugh, glancing over to Tobias, who seemed pretty excited. The boy seemed younger than either of them, but Connor knew that wasn’t always the case. In anycase, he seemed like a guy who lived how he wanted to, and Connor could appreciate that. He did wonder what he meant about making his games real life, but decided that might take a while to explain.
”Still, it will be good to do it, and nice to know someone in class, anyway”

Smiling softly, Salyssa lifted her hand from her side, readjusting her handbag over her shoulder as she once again nodded- it was a good idea… taking a class that would help her in life, getting to learn under one of the few people who really inspired her, and on top of it all, actually knowing someone she was going to be taking the class with.

“..alright, sounds like a plan. So, did you guys want to head inside..? It looks as though everyone else is gathering in the courtyard until the doors are open.” Her hand slipping from the strap of her bag, she motioned over to where the other students seemed to be hanging about, her gaze gliding lightly over those that she could see before she turned her attention back to Connor and Tobias, her hand dropping once more back to her side.

”Yes! We can see what the grounds look like!” Tobias said excitedly, jigging on the spot, and smiling at them both.

Connor nodded, looking back through the gates, where the other students were still mingling, then back to the other two, ”Sure. I think there’s still time before we get told what we’re meant to do, if you wanted to meet some of the other students… but everyone seems to be falling into small groups” He said, turning towards the gate, shifting his pack to his other shoulder. Connor was a little… okay maybe a lot nervous. He reached up to run his hand through his hair again, and shifted anxiously..

Hesitating a moment as she watched him, Salyssa smiled softly, her gaze dropping down to watch on as she reached out, her hand gently taking a hold of his own as did the only thing she could to help calm him down… to help make him feel comfortable. She understood how he felt; because she felt exactly the same way.

Squeezing his hand lightly, she entwined her fingers with his, just as she had done with Tobi when they had first arrived- this was a new experience for all of them… something that was very daunting, “..come on, let’s all do this together…”

Connor looked over to Salyssa, and smiled gratefully, squeezing her hand in return. ”Thank you” he said softly, before nodding, and moving towards the gates, once more towards the school grounds.

Happy on Salyssa’s other side, Tobias grinned, making a move towards the gates as well, excited to see what else the school had to offer.

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

@Caits; I've been swamped with work as you know, it's a miracle that I'm ablbe to write this tbh... so muny incomplete orders T.T

@Michael; I shall get back to you about this this arvo when I get home. There's something I wanna check out first before I do anything; but I will get back to you tonight

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

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Agron Wilson, Naevia Udaku and Barca Xavier

Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
^{Interacting With: Agron Wilson (@YoshiSkittlez), Barca Xavier (@Caits).}

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Start again..?

Narrowing her eyes slightly as she began to dwell upon his words, Naevia kept her rather intense gaze upon the man stood before her, watching on as he slowly placed the cage back down on the ground. He seemed willing enough to try and fix what it was he had done wrong… what it was that had upset her… perhaps she could at least give him the chance to explain himself further than he had.

A telepath… that was something she had never come across before in her past. What he was-... everything that he was saying to her about his powers; it only helped to confuse her as he continued on. Closing off his mental shields..? She saw no metal upon his head.

Her gentle features scrunching up lightly in her confusion, she relaxed her fist down at her side, her head tilting lightly to the side as she let her mind wander over what he was asking- he wanted to start again..? Understanding dawning over her as he offered his name to her, Naevia calmed, her posture relaxing visibly as she opened her mouth to speak, only then to be cut off as the sound of a familiar voice cut through her like a dagger to the heart.

I-It couldn’t be… he was dead…

Her suspicions confirmed when the sound of Kovu’s joyful roars filled the air, she turned her head to the side, first only looking behind her through the corner of her eyes before finally, she turned to face the man standing over her. N-No… i-it wasn’t possible… Lifting her hand up, she hesitated, seeming to second guess herself before reaching out, her palm opening so that she could place it upon his chest, resting it over his heart as she spoke, her voice barely more than a disbelieving whisper as she lifted her gaze to meet with his own, “..Agron…”

Well... she seemed willing to at least listen to him, which was something to say the least. It meant he had a chance... and she was thinking in English, at least... so he could follow her thoughts. She didn't know what a telepath was? He wasn’t quite sure what to do with that… everyone he knew knew what a telepath was… it left him a little flustered. And her confusion was confusing him… how did she get metal from mental? He stood there, trying to figure everything out. When he thought he had it… the language barrier, of course. Well, he’d definitely have to make sure his father heard about this, and helped him learn the language she spoke. So this didn’t happen again.

Just as it seemed she was going to give him a chance... someone joined them, claiming to know her. Barca stood there a moment, tilting his head and trying to assess the situation, and twist it to his advantage.

He raised an eyebrow at the guy that interrupted, "Sorry, sir, I don't believe we've met. If we had, you'd realise I don't tend to give up easily" He said, and that was all he said, becoming aware that the girl was… distressed? It was hard to tell… so he fell silent, watching and waiting.

Barca’s little mosquito buzzing fell upon deaf ears. She was there - touching him - staring up at him with those beautiful brown eyes he never thought he would see again. Giving his little sister a soft smile, Agron raised his hand to tuck a strand of her brown hair back and behind her ear, his fingertips gently grazing back against her cheek as he pulled it back to his person.

“I’ve missed you, Malaika.”

Surely this was but a trick of the eye... though the mere feeling of his fingers brushing across her flesh only helped to prove her wrong in her assumption. He was here... right here; standing before her, both safe and well considering all that had happened... considering all that was supposed to have happened...

Unable to help the familiar sting as her dark gaze began to glisten with tears, she lifted her free hand from her side, her soft lips parting ever so slightly from one another as she reached up, gently cupping the side of his face, her head tilting lightly to the side as she did what she could to keep some semblance of control over her emotions, "..I-... I believed you dead..."

“I had to be. To protect you. H.I.V.E. was in way too deep - they would come for you.” Feeling her hand coming up to hold the side of his face, Agron raised the opposite to hold her cheek gently to his palm, his thumb extending far enough to gently wipe away the tears that began to spill. “The treaty came out - I had a few loose ends to tie up. My father was here, and I knew you to be as well. I had to come see you again.”

Barca frowned, as he was ignored by both of them. The guy, her brother it seemed from their thoughts, ignored him totally, while she seemed to have just completely forgotten that he was there. Neither pleased him. Barca looked down to Glaber, the owl no help to what he should do, still sound asleep. He looked back up, frowning. What had been his name? Aragog? Barca shook his head, no that wasn't right, and that thought brought up millions of written words to do with Aragog... and he sighed. having no idea what to do here, but knowing he didn't want to walk away.

Finally, he cleared his throat, ”Ah” There really was no polite way to interrupt here, and Barca, ”I don’t mean to be rude, but… I’m still here” He shifted, ”And… Well, we can continue our conversation later, if you wish… I still don’t have your name” He said, although he had no intention of leaving... this was merely getting more interesting, and it had already been incredibly interesting to begin with.

Her attention torn from her brother at the sound of another’s voice, Naevia turned her head, her dark gaze flicking back to meet with that of Barca as he spoke to the both of them, her hand slipping from her brother’s cheek to instead rest upon his chest, her body pressing just that little bit closer against his as the actual words spoken registered within her mind.

Had she truly been so taken by her brother’s sudden reappearance..?

“..Naevia…” Shooting a glance back up at her brother as though contemplating on whether or not she should have actually answered, she turned back to Barca, taking pause for a few moments longer before she completed her answer, giving him the information that he was seeking from her, “..my name is Naevia Udaku…”

Her attention being ripped from him by the bug, Agron turned his thick neck to look down at the boy. Sallow skin, lanky, pointed nose that apparently didn’t know how to stay out of other people’s business… Agron sneered, his body tensing slightly as Naevia answered him.

“You’ll do well to remember that, kid. A princess high above your mark. The same, though, cannot be said for you.”

Kovu, who had been quietly sitting at Agron’s knee, looked Barca over, though with the agitation in his owner’s voice, the large lion heaved himself up and onto his fours, taking a few steps forward as to put a barrier between them.

Words once more came unbidden to Barca’s mind, once more triggered by one word. He had long since got use to it happened, and no longer reacted visible to it. Udaku… . He wasn’t surprised to find information not only on Naevia, but her father. The famous Black Panther. He quickly shifted through the information, but once more before he got the chance to speak, her brother spoke up.

Barca looked to him, taking the ridicule thrown towards him, and deciding that he wouldn’t be intimidated. ”You do not know the measure of me.” A saying came to his mind, and he let the words flow from his mouth ”Tell me how you measure me, and I will tell you how I will behave. If you measure me in an illogical way... do not complain about illogical behaviour. You cannot judge someone based on one experience” The lion was a little worrisome, but Barca kept his gaze on Agron.

“I will measure you by the pints of blood I spill upon these grounds!” Agron snarled, dropping his hand from his sister to reach back to one of the twin blades he had resting on his back.

“Agron..!”

Her attention snapping back to her brother the very moment she felt his touch slipping from her body, Naevia pressed herself closer against his body, her own lifting up upon the balls of her feet as she reached a hand out, quickly though ever gently taking a hold of his wrist as she attempted to stay his blade and hold his eye, “..utulivu ndugu, naomba…”

Eyes wild - a look that didn’t at all belong to him - Agron looked back upon his sister, nostrils flared and chest heaving. Kovu let out a roar of frustration, putting to voice Agron’s very emotions.

His dark eyes looked between his sister’s and the blonde runt, and then back to his sister’s again. Her hand, so soft to the touch, attempting to stay his arm. He could toss her aside with the sweep of his arm - he had done so before - but she was begging him. How could he refuse such a sweet request?

Staying his breathing, Agron swallowed before sheathing the inch or two of sword he had managed to pull before dropping his hand to hold his sister’s waist, eyes now once more narrowing on Barca.

“She protects you this time. Do not force my hand into disobeying her wishes, runt.”

Barca had been prepared to protect himself, yet hadn’t moved from where he was standing- no doubt it wouldn’t have mattered if he had moved or not. He actually very nearly said that there were eight pints of blood in the human body, but decided that education would be lost right then.

As it seemed to blow over, or rather as he was stopped by Naevia, Barca shifted only enough to make sure he was still in front of his owl, just in case he needed to protect them both still.

He didn’t look away, and was sure that Argon’s words were meant to humiliate him, but Barca was more than content in his own abilities, and words had always just been words. Even if he was sometimes swamped by them. Should he reply? He contemplated his responses very carefully, weighing each option. ”Very well.” he said carefully, ”I wouldn’t want to scuff your shiny boots, anyway.”

Tearing her gaze away from her brother’s once more, Naevia turned her head off to the side, doing what she could to hide the small though ever amused smirk that played over her lips at Barca’s words, a gentle chuckle passing through them to fill the air.

Despite her attempt to hide, Agron could feel her amusement towards the boy’s words, and couldn’t help but to roll his eyes before looking back to Barca. He jerked his head to the left, a non-verbal signal for him to be on his way, his hold tightening on his sister just a little more.

Barca decided to take that as a win. He considered his options, and decided for now, the wisest course would be to leave, at least for the moment. Taking a moment, Barca gently picked up Glaber’s cage, the owl surprisingly still asleep. He was almost tempted to check if he was still alive.

”Well, Naevia, it’s been rather pleasant. Until next time?.”

“Kid…” Agron stared him down, eyes narrowing. “There won’t be a next time.”

Frowning slightly up at her brother at his words, Naevia nevertheless remained close to his side, her head turning and a small smile gracing her gentle features as she bowed her head politely to Barca, “..of course… til next our paths cross…”

Satisfied, Barca ensured he had everything, before he moved away, shifting his grip on the cage, only checking on the owl when he started to walk away.

Falling silent, she watched him leave, hesitation clear enough as she once more turned her attention back up to her brother, a worried however understanding glint flickering across the surface of her iris’ as she took in his expression- he wasn’t happy with her… though she could understand why. She had disobeyed his wishes; giving her word that she would once again see the man he had made clear that she was not to associate with.

“..forgive me…”

Pulling himself from her a moment only to then turn and face her completely, Agron put both of his hands on her waist, his eyes baring down into hers.

“I can for time I have been absent. But I have returned. And things will be as they once were.”

Running his hands up her sides, he held each side of her face and pressed his lips to hers in a firm kiss.

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

@KatherinWinter; like you made me feel included when I first joined the roleplay..?

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

@KatherinWinter; alright, first off, I know this might come out as sounding bitching, but believe me when I say it's not meant to be that way, but right now, I can't think of any other way to write this out.

You have an 'unpredictable' schedule- so what..? That's no excuse. If you want to do a collaboration with someone, get off your bum and ask them if they would like to do one too. We all know that they take time; this is what google docs are for- a bloody brilliant invention that allows more than one person to edit a document at any given time. It's what Cait, Yoshi and myself use actually; and we have very clashing schedules.

I have just started a brand new job- it's a full time job. I can't keep up with the damn posts that get thrown up in this roleplay. I get to work, I'll check it, there will be nothing, by the time lunch comes around there might be two, and then after that... BAYUM..!! About six or seven posts to do. I don't complain... nope, I suck it up, and I still post.

Cait is waiting on me to post in two collabs in the works- Yoshi is waiting on me to start about three more for this roleplay. The three of us are doing another one together; oh look at that, another one that I need to begin... I have six posts I need to get done in another roleplay for which I am a GM (oh lookie, another two collabs..!), another of my roleplays is about to move onto the next scene so add another post to my ever growing list.... THANK GOD for the respite in the advanced one I'm in... phew, one thing less to do, hm..?

I have two more CS' to get done for this roleplay, thankfully though (due to Caits knowing me probably better than I know myself) I can get away with taking my time; but then I can't even do that, cause people want to move on. ANOTHER POST. Admittedly, my Bruce post is almost complete- just waiting on all characters to be introduced before I shove it up for all of you. I have a roleplay that is in the middle of being re-booted; most likely as a private one between three or four of us, why..? Cause I'm sick and tired of people giving me shit about it.

I have to look after my little brother, and help my mum out constantly these days; both of them have injured their left arms, and I'm the only one with full use of both of mine. I have car troubles... my battery is dead, the brake lights need replacing, the goddamn fuel flap doesn't fucking swing open anymore and I have to force it open with a bloody spare key. I have no fucking fuel; and no goddamn money to get any either. And I won't have any money until the 15th of this damn month, cause I get paid monthly..!!!

So I'm sorry... you were saying something about how your schedule is too busy to do a collaboration..?

If I can bloody do it; then you can too. And don't you dare come back and say something along the lines of "but I'm not as advanced as you are" cause that's utter bullshit, and you will not like my response....

NOW

If you'll excuse me; I have a multitude of goddamn collabs to fucking get done..!

-flips the fucking table and walks off-

Beyond the Storms

Sorry that took me so long guys; I started a new job, and work has really been kicking my ass recently- I haven't been this tired since I worked for the train service...

Beyond the Storms

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Juliette Morrison

Location: Ghal-Priyam; Holloway Co.
^{Post In Collaboration With: @Mercenary Lord.
Interacting With: Raymond Rahlei.}

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Raymond cursed. "Week's end..? That is hardly enough time to know--" He stopped. Had he not only recently met Juliette, and begun courting her..? Had it not been just today that they had expressed their feelings..?

This didn't change how he felt. "I disagree with this," he said. "I would have your affections before you are forced to give them to others. I will fight this, if you will fight this with me."

He touched her arm again, even as Constance spoke in turn. The woman tried to downplay the seriousness of what was to happen, but she didn't know Maxine as well as the other Devil Divers did. She only knew what she had gleaned from moments before.

Her cheeks flushing a bright red as his words hit her ears, Juliette kept her attention on him and him alone; the words of those around them going completely unnoticed as she let the gravity of what he was saying fall upon her shoulders. H-He wanted to fight this..? No; he wanted to fight this with her… and he wanted to know whether or not she was willing to fight this with him.

“..y-yes…”

Nodding her head lightly up and down in response to what he was asking of her, she slowed her pace to an eventual stop, her body turning into his as she lifted both of her hands up, resting them gently over the front of his chest as she did all that she could to hide within the safety and warmth of his arms. This was where she wanted to be… this was who she wanted to spend her life with… Raymond had so quickly become her everything; and Arn-...

No matter how many times she was asked; Arn would never be more than just a friend…

“..yes, I will fight this…” Sliding her hand up over his chest and neck, Juliette lightly cupped his cheek, her head tilting lightly to the side as she pressed herself closer against his body, seemingly trying to make herself as small as she possibly could, though it was more than clear that she was doing everything she could to be brave, “..I-... I will stand and fight this at your side… I do not wish to marry Arn; not when it is you that holds my heart…”

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

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Adeline Wilson and Alan Southern

Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
^{Interacting With: Each Other.}

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“..h-huh..?”

Her attention drawn by the sound of a new voice, Adeline turned her head in the direction that she could hear the voice coming from, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly from one another before the sudden pull of her dog against the lead caused her to stumble forward a step, slight worry flickering across her gentle features as she struggled with the lead and keeping the canine under control.

Hesitating a moment as she felt the strain on the leash let up, she eventually relaxed, letting a single hand break away from the lead so that she could lift it up, using the tips of her fingers to gently brush some of her long and wavy bubblegum pink hair, neatly tucking it back and behind her ear as she began to respond, her voice soft… almost barely audible as she spoke, answering his question, “..Ce-Jay… his name is Ce-Jay…”

“Ce-Jay.” Alan repeated,, keeping his eyes on the dog as he continued to rub his ears.

The lab’s ears perked at hearing his name, his head turning to look back at his owner, though the added stimulation of Alan’s attention had his tongue lolling to the side.

“Such a good boy - God I love dogs - then again I’ve never actually owned one. I bet they’re a lot of work.” Running his hands over the dog he rubbed Ce-Jay’s head a few more times before looking up at the owner and giving her a sheepish smile. It hadn’t occurred to him until just then that what he had done might of come across as rude. They didn’t exactly teach things like proper etiquette in the circus.

“I’m sorry.” He breathed out a laugh and stood himself back up, extending a hand out for her to shake. “I lose myself sometimes around animals. My name is Alan.”

A small smile playing over her lips, Adeline brought her free hand back down to the leash, holding it close against her chest as she shook her head lightly from side to side, doing all she could to let him know that it was okay; that he didn’t have to apologize for anything; besides, he did nothing wrong.

“..it’s okay; you have nothing to be sorry about…” Not truly sure why he was apologizing to her in the first place, she brushed it off as nothing, a soft pink blush crossing over her cheeks at the thought that someone was talking to her… that a guy was talking to her, “..my name is Adeline Wilson… it’s very nice to meet you, Alan…”

Wilson? Alan stood up a bit straighter. He knew that last name… he just couldn’t think of why. Smile faltering for just a moment, Alan looked down at his hand, gone untouched by the young girl. He slowly dropped it down back to his side and stuffed it in his pants, his shoulders slouching a bit. It wasn’t until he really began to feel foolish did he look at her; actually look at her. The bubblegum pink hair was obvious - he saw that straight away. But now he was able to see the way her cheeks rounded out, the way her soft pink lips seemed to naturally pout, the dull, glossed-over daze in her eyes.

Oh…

She was blind. Now it all started to make sense - why she didn’t think he needed to apologize for petting her dog, or why she hadn’t shook his hand. She didn’t see any of it.

Alan chanced a look around. Was there anyone here with her, helping her? He looked down at Ce-Jay, who once more found his privates to be more entertaining than waiting for more pats on the head. There was no way that someone just dropped her off here with a - no… he wouldn’t even call it a seeing eye dog.

“So… are you waiting for anyone here? Could… could I help you to the school?” It was a strange situation. He had only just met the girl and he was already feeling a slight amount of responsibility on his shoulders - or was it protectiveness? He wasn’t entirely sure. He just knew his inner conscious would never allow him to just leave her there, unattended.

He… wanted to help her..?

Biting down softly upon her lower lip, she let her thoughts wander somewhat. Could he help her..? She still wasn’t sure if she even wanted to go through with this; whether she wanted to go the school, or whether she wanted to just head back home where her parents had said they were always waiting should she change her mind.

“..no…” Dropping her head down slightly, Adeline shook her head once more in response to his question, her unseeing gaze lingering in the direction she knew her hands to be as she began to play with the lead, “..no I-I’m not waiting for anyone; my parents couldn’t come with me… and I-... I don’t know if I can do this… I-I think I just want to go home…”

Alan’s head tilted slightly, blue eyes looking the young woman over once more. She was clearly feeling uncomfortable, perhaps even unsafe. His heart went out to her. He didn’t even have to change his vision to know that she would have changed from a blue hue to white. He still wasn’t entirely sure what white meant, but usually it meant that he needed to do something for them, that either he needed them or they needed him.

“Is this your first time away from home?”

Hesitating for a moment, Adeline nodded her head lightly up and down in response to what Alan was asking her- was it really that obvious..? Guess so… especially if he was pointing it out like he had. Shifting her weight slightly over the spot in which she was stood, she lifted her hands back up, holding them close against her chest as her mind began to dwell on the fact that he was right… that she was alone… This had never happened before; it was her first time away from her parents- her first time out of San Francisco. They couldn’t be there for her; and while she understood that, she missed them… so, so much already.

"Hey... no worries. I remember the first time I left home - not all that long ago, either." Alan smiled, not able to help but reminisce his first day at Xavier's school. "It's a big deal, and everyone reacts differently. I think the Academy is probably the best thing for people like us, now that Xavier's school is no more and the other schools are struggling. A lot of powerful people are putting their time and effort into this place and I'm willing to give it a chance. But if you want... if you really want... I can take you and Ce-Jay back home..."

Pausing, realizing just how weird that might have sounded, Alan let out a small laugh and ruffled his fingers through his hair. "I... uh... I fly..." It felt so weird to explain; to so freely be able to tell someone what he could do. Someone, he felt, that wouldn't judge him for it. A year ago he wouldn't have been able to tell her anything about himself. He really owed Xavier a lot.

“..I walk through dreams…”

Lifting her head back up so she was once more looking in the direction that she knew him to be, Adeline hesitated, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly as she thought over what she had been taught about her abilities, and about what it was she had been told what to do if ever someone had asked her about them. Her parents had always told her that what she could do had to be kept a secret… that she couldn’t tell anyone… but Alan wasn’t a normal person; this wasn’t a normal school… it was safe here, right..?

"That's... actually really cool!" Alan tried to think on it. It didn't make a whole lot of sense, but really, neither did his color-coded vision. Neither did any ability. "How does it work, exactly? Like, you can control your own dreams all the time?"

Nodding her head softly in response, Adeline took a moment to think on her ability- it was… hard to explain; not that she had ever really had to try in the past. Sure she could control her dreams; but it wasn’t as simple as that, at least, her father didn’t seem to believe that it was as simple as that….

“..yes… but I can also control and manipulate other people’s dreams, not just my own…” She paused, her attention dropping once more to where her hands were resting up against her chest, her fingers playing lightly with the light blue leash that kept her in (semi) control of her excited dog, “..I can walk through them… talk to people… see them… change them… I can give people really nice dreams, and sometimes-... sometimes I can give them nightmares too…”

"Wow." Alan nodded his approval, though stopped the second he remembered that she wouldn't be able to see it. This was going to take some getting used to.

"So you can, see dreams? Yours and other peoples?" He didn't want to come across sounding insensitive, but his burning curiosity got the better of him. He couldn't imagine - being able to experience all the fantastical things and sights in dreams only to have it taken away in the real world.

She knew it was strange… her own parents didn’t really even understand what it was she could do, not that they hadn’t tried to figure out the ins and outs of her powers. Ultimately it was that very fact that had them allowing her to attend the academy in the first place.

“..yes… I know it doesn’t really make sense… but, it’s true…” Frowning ever slightly, Adeline tilted her head lightly to the side, her long and wavy bubblegum pink locks falling lightly over to one side as she thought on what it was she could do, and wondering whether or not she might actually be able to learn more about her powers if she chose to stay and attend the academy like she had been given the chance to, “..I-I’ve never been able to see… but when I go into the dream realm; I can… I don’t know how it works… or why it happened this way, but… I-... I guess I’m used to it…”

"Hey... I've seen and been around a lot of things that don't make sense." Alan told her with a smile. "Sometimes you can figure it out, but most of the time it just stays that way. And you know what? That's okay with me. If everything made sense, well... that would just make for a whole lot of boring, dontcha think?"

“..I-I guess…”

Her voice trailing off somewhat, Adeline allowed herself think on his words… He was right. If they knew everything, then what was the fun in life..? Nothing would be special. Shifting ever slightly over the spot in which she stood, she turned her head, her beautiful though ever unseeing gaze moving back to where she could hear the voices of others, a flicker of fear and uncertainty crossing over her delicate features as her mind was drawn back to the reason they were there in the first place.

School…

Their first day at school… she still hadn’t made her choice. Was she going to stay..? Or was she going to leave and go back home..? Her grip tightening over the leash, she hunched her shoulders over slightly, seeming to try and make herself seem as small as she possibly could as he nerves once more began to overwhelm her.

Alan seemed to pick up on her hesitation - it hadn’t exactly eased up any since he first found her standing there, unsure of what to do.

“If you need some time, that’s alright. It doesn’t look as though anyone has been let into the school yet. I can sit here with you for a bit if you want…”

“..I, uh… I…”

Alan had been so caring… so encouraging… He didn’t even know her, and yet he was right here, willing to help, and to sit with her until she was ready to make her choice. It-... It was like, for the first time in her life, she had a friend… one that her parents hadn’t chosen out for her. If she could do that, then maybe-... maybe she could do this too…

“..n-no… actually, I-... I think I might be ready…” Fighting against her hesitation, Adeline slowly broke a hand away from the leash, her head lifting up to where she could hear his voice coming from, she bit down softly upon her soft pink lower lip, trying to keep her nerves at bay as she reached out towards him, offering him her hand.

Unable to help the wide grin that spread across his face, Alan wanted so badly to exclaim his happiness at her decision at the top of his lungs, though thought better of it when thinking on what a random shout might do to her. He didn’t know why he was so excited - he barely knew the girl. Perhaps it was simply that she wasn’t giving up, and that in itself gave cause to any sort of celebration.

Reaching his own hand out, Alan took hers (albeit loosely) and made sure Ce-Jay’s leash wasn’t going to get them tangled.

“Alright! Well then we better get going!”

A gentle blush creeping over her cheeks as she felt the warmth of his hand resting in her own, Adeline hesitated, taking a moment to think things over before she slipped her fingers forward, entwining them with his as she took a step closer towards him, her side brushing lightly against his as she nodded her head in understanding, “..okay… l-let’s go…”